Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs. — Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
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Poetry is a finikin thing of airThat lives uncertainly and not for longYet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs.

— Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play
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